The point on the water, there's a change in the air, A vibe in the darkness but there's nobody there. I look for the reason but there's nothing to see, Just a hole in my memory where my mind used to be. Tell me why Can I find no relief in my heart. I reside In a world that has fallen apart. Out of my mind, baby, show me a sign, baby, Show me a way to get back on time, please. Where do we go, baby, how will I know? Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me? But why should I worry and why do I care When this road that I walk on is going nowhere. I stand and I study every face in the crowd, See the fear in their eyes, they must be thinking out loud. Chorus Scratching the surface, it all looks the same; A world full of anger with no one to blame. But who can I turn to? Who holds the key? And who has the answer? I think it's inside of me. Chorus Chorus All things considered it looks as though Utopia were far closer to us than Anyone, only fifteen years ago, could have imagined. Then, I projected it six Hundred years into the future. Today it seems quite possible that the horror May be upon us within a single century. That is, if we refrain from blowing Ourselves to smithereens in the interval. Indeed, unless we choose to
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